On the wedding night of rebirth, he was kissed crazy by a paranoid boss

The door opened and Lu Chuan raised his eyes. In his dim vision, a familiar face flashed past him.

The expression on Lu Chuan's face suddenly froze. He almost suspected that he had seen it wrong, but before he could take a closer look, the door closed with a bang.

Lu Chuan couldn't even see her appearance clearly, only a blur of facial features.

But it was this blur of facial features that almost made him scream.

Sister Wan...

Lu Chuan was flustered. The blurred facial features and past memories rushed towards him like a tsunami, twisting his heart into a ball and making him feel confused.

He looked at the closed door and quickly knocked again.

He was no longer as calm as before, his breathing was a bit rapid, and the knocking on the door was fast and chaotic.

He stared at the closed door, his eyelids trembling, waiting for the door to open...

at last.

The door opened again.

Lu Chuan held back his violently beating heart and looked over hastily.

The next second, my heart became cold in vain.

The lights in the room had been turned on, his vision was not as dim as before, and he could see the girl's appearance clearly.

Her face was very dark, all black, except for a pair of bright eyes.

"I didn't put on my clothes just now."

Seems to explain the hasty closing.

Listening to the girl's cold voice, Lu Chuan felt that his beating heart was slowly getting colder.

Just now, when the vision was dim and the light was not turned on, this woman's facial features were very similar to Sister Wan's. However, when the light was turned on and her dark face was illuminated, they looked different.

"Hello, Miss Shi, I am Lu Chuan."

He lost the excitement just now, and his attitude was polite and distant.

Shi Jiu Nian nodded in response.

"I have something important to talk to you about. Is it convenient for me to go in and talk?"

It's not particularly convenient to say what they want to say here.

Shi Jiu Nian came to the Dharma Assembly these days and also knew Lu Chuan. She nodded and let him in.

Lu Chuan walked into the room and had no intention of talking nonsense with Shi Jiu Nian. He just wanted to tell her about leaving the Dharma Assembly.

But as soon as the words came to his lips, Lu Chuan suddenly saw the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table.

"Osmanthus cake?"

He looked at Shi Jiunian, his eyes fixed on her eyes.

She has a pair of very beautiful eyes.

"Yes."

Shi Jiunian took a leather band and tied up all his hair: "You can take it if you want to eat."

When Sister Wan picked him up, he was just 13 years old. At that time, she took out such a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Since Sister Wan left, Lu Chuan searched all the pastry chefs in Han Duzhou but could not find the same sweet-scented osmanthus cake again.

But the scent of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table was very similar to the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Sister Wan gave him at that time.

Normally, Lu Chuan would not be able to get the little girl's pastry, but this one was so similar to the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Sister Wan gave him.

He picked up a small piece by mistake, put it to his lips, and took a bite.

The familiar taste rushed to the taste buds, and an electric current coursed through Lu Chuan's body, making all the hairs on Lu Chuan's body scream and tremble.

This taste is exactly the same as the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Sister Wan gave him before.

"Where did you come from?"

Lu Chuan held half a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, his throat was tight, and his voice when asking questions was slight and trembling.

"My husband did it."

She likes to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the Dongcheng store. Fu Jingchen used to buy it for her when she was in China. Now that she is no longer in China, Fu Jingchen makes it for her personally.

The taste is basically the same as the outside.

Her husband is the new master of the Nineteenth Institute?

Can he also make sweet-scented osmanthus cake?

And why does it taste the same as the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Sister Wan once gave him?

Lu Chuan felt a little confused in his heart. He lowered his eyes to stop himself from thinking about it, and said coldly: "Team Shi, we held a meeting to discuss it, and we feel that with your status, you are still not suitable to stay in Fa Zheng——"

The words paused again.